ninth junior sister

Chapter 197

In this world, he has nothing, nothing!
The white hair fluttered like silver snow in front of Ling Xiaoruo's eyes, dazzled her eyes and messed up her heart.

If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't be covered in black hair in an instant.

On the rock, the silence is unusual, only the sound of the wind coming and going freely and the whirling leaves of the leaves can be heard.

For a long time, Ling Xiaoruo didn't open his mouth to promise, until there was a strong smell of blood in the wind, and the sweet smell was mixed in the cold wind, piercing to the bone.

Ling Xiaoruo stared at him, and immediately stepped back to look at the man in front of him. Under the moonlight, he saw blood stains on the corner of his lips, narrowed his eagle eyes, and tried his best to support his body, angry bit by bit. fade away.

"Brother, how are you?"

Xuanyuan Chen's chest was painful, his breath was shallow, and he said after a long while: "Don't leave..."

After saying that, the eagle eyes sank down, and the tall body collapsed in an instant.

"Elder Brother—"

Amidst the howling north wind, only a roar was heard that penetrated the sky and reached the top of the heaven, lingering for a long time.

Linnan Yin Mansion
Yin's Mansion is the mansion bestowed to the Yin family by the late emperor. Although the mansion is not gorgeous, it shows domineering majesty everywhere, even the two stone lions at the gate of the mansion are extremely mighty.

The courtyard design of this mansion is patchwork. Among the carved beams and painted buildings, the cornices are curled up, and the seven-color paintings are lifelike. Although it is winter, there are also cold-resistant plants in the garden, and the flowers are full of flowers.

Yin Zhiyuan was sitting in the study room, slowly unfolding the letter in his hand with his slender fingers, he saw a line of regular script written on it, saying: Eldest brother is mourning for his brother's loss, I hope everyone can meet to relieve his pain.The inscriber on the last page of the letter is Zifeng.

"Xuanyuanyu is dead? What's going on?" Yin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and murmured in confusion.

After being puzzled, he raised his eyes slightly and called out, "Nighthawk."

"Your subordinate is here." As soon as the words fell, a black figure suddenly appeared from some corner of the room, he knelt in front of Yin Zhiyuan and nodded, "What is your order?"

Yin Zhiyuan raised his hand slightly, and his white robe was rolled up like clouds and fog. He lowered his eyes and ordered: "Go to Yanbei immediately, and find out why Xuanyuan Yu suddenly died suddenly."

"Yes!" Ye Ying was about to get up and leave after getting the order, but was stopped by Yin Zhiyuan just as he took a step forward: "Have you found out about Ling Xiaoruo yet?"

Nighthawk shook his head and said, "Not yet."

When Yin Zhiyuan heard this, Jun frowned, leaned on the back of the chair and waved lazily: "Go."

"Yes!" Ye Ying had to make a flash behind him, and disappeared without a trace as if it had come.

Yin Zhiyuan raised one hand and placed it on his lips, and a woman's appearance appeared in front of his eyes. Her black hair was like a waterfall, her black eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were full of smoke, her lips were bright and her teeth were beautiful.Although she had never smiled at him, that sweet smile appeared vividly in front of his eyes.

Recalling that deep night, when he saw her real face for the first time, he was really surprised. He really didn't expect that under such an ordinary mask, there was a face that turned all sentient beings upside down.

Where did she go?Why didn't you get in touch with anyone from the Ling Mansion?Is she okay?

"Zhiyuan, I made you a cup of Dahongpao." Just as he was thinking, the study door was slowly pushed open, and Anping's nimble voice came to his ears.

Yin Zhiyuan followed the prestige, and saw that Anping was wearing a thin smoky-colored embroidered lotus jacket with mink fur on the hem, and a skirt of the same color with a carved jade pendant on his lower body, which looked fresh and pleasant.

"You're here." Yin Zhiyuan frowned, and said to Anping with his usual faint smile.

Anping walked in slowly with a teacup in her hand. After entering the room, she kept the cold wind out of the door. She placed the teacup on the desk and said to Yin Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, try my tea-making skills, see See if there is any progress?"

Yin Zhiyuan smiled slightly, like a bright pearl in the sea, and the night was just rising. He bowed his head and took a sip of the tea cup, and said as if aftertaste: "The taste is sweet, but the aftertaste has a bit of bitterness. It enters the throat. But it feels as warm as ginger juice, it really deserves to be a high-quality warm tea, it is brewed well, and the fragrance of the tea comes out completely."

"Really?" Seeing Yin Zhiyuan praised her, Anping clasped his hands in front of his body and stared at his round eyes and asked cheerfully, "Is it really that good?"

Yin Zhiyuan took another sip, put down the cup of tea and nodded, "It's really good."

With a smile on his face, Anping was overjoyed. With a slight movement of his lithe body, he sat on Yin Zhiyuan's knee. Because of the slight weight coming from his knee, Yin Zhiyuan's smiling face froze slightly, but he didn't appear. Voice.

"Zhiyuan..." Anping raised her arms around Yin Zhiyuan's neck, she pouted her red lips and whispered.

Yin Zhiyuan saw that her voice suddenly became quieter, and immediately turned his eyes and replied, "Huh?"

Anping narrowed his eyes, and said embarrassingly: "Zhiyuan...why do you think I'm not pregnant yet? Is there something wrong with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Yin Zhiyuan, who was smiling like a spring breeze, suddenly stopped laughing, raised his handsome eyebrows, and asked softly: "Why do you say that?"

Anping kept bowing her head and twisting her skirt because of her shyness, but Yin Zhiyuan's face change was naturally not noticed. She said awkwardly: "The Second Emperor's Wife asked me today why I didn't see any movement in my stomach. She said she was pregnant a few months after getting married. I am pregnant, and I am anxious, so I came to ask you. Do you think there is something wrong with my body?"

The second emperor's wife also told her that if she was still not pregnant, she would go to the imperial doctor for a checkup to see if there was any physical problem.

Yin Zhiyuan's eyes darkened slightly because of Anping's words, like a forest in a dark night, and after a while, the darkness that was thick like mist gradually dissipated, and he comforted: "There will be when there should be, you Don't be in a hurry."

Anping nodded sympathetically and said, "Oh..." His hands were still twisting the hem of his clothes, looking a little aggrieved.

Yin Zhiyuan squinted at Anping, and after a while of silence, he said: "From today onwards, I will go out for a while, you take good care of your mother at home, and you should pay more attention to yourself."

When Anping heard this, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Where are you going?"

Yin Zhiyuan replied: "Go to Yanbei."

"Oh." Anping nodded and said such a word, but before she could say anything else, she heard a gentle but majestic female voice coming from outside the study door.

"You can't go anywhere!"

When An Ping heard this voice, she immediately stood up from Yin Zhiyuan's lap, her eyes widened, she nodded slightly to the figure at the door and called: "Mother."

(End of this chapter)